The Legacy of the Most Unpredictable Ninja

36 part 1

A time that has long past...

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"Wake up."

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"Hey, come on. Wake up."

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"Hey! I said wake up already!"

The small European child was jerked from his rest by the incessant prodding of an annoying little girl, making him groan in protest as he tried to roll away to dodge her next 'attack'.

This time however, instead of just a simple poke, his friend decided to just grab the blanket that was keeping him warm and yank it.

The blond boy was sent tumbling from his bed by the action, crashing onto the floor with his head, much to his chagrin.

It took all of about three seconds for him to recover.

"Geez! I told you to wake up!" the small girl complained audibly, huffing as she crossed her arms. "You keep oversleeping you know? Keep this up and you'll get the priests upset again."

Meanwhile, the small boy on the floor slowly pushed himself back up, his bleary grey eyes trying to blink away the sleepiness that remained in them. "...You couldn't have done that like a civilized person?"

The young girl shook her head. "Not really. I do try to wake you up normally, but you never budge."

Grey eyes, now clearer as their owner properly forced himself awake, were dry as they regarded his friend, but he knew that it was useless trying to argue with her.

It would take him all day to convince her of any wrongdoing on her part.

So he just stretched his limbs a bit as he walked past her, moving towards the mess hall where the rest of their friends were. "Right, right. Sorry for troubling you, now let's get something to eat."

Despite the fact that he wasn't facing her, he knew that her face split in a grin as she jogged to catch up to him. Hearing it in her voice as she spoke up again.

"Now you're talking!" she cheered, all energy and enthusiasm. "Let's go get some grub, 'Clouds'!"

The boy designated as 'Clouds' smiled, fondly remembering the nicknames that all of the children gave one another to remember each other with.

Both of them; the boy and the girl, were orphans that didn't originally have names, nothing to label themselves as.

And they still didn't, but they did have their nicknames, which was good enough until they truly got their names.

The names that they would receive after they achieved their purpose for living.

Becoming the children that were chosen by God.

They all promised one another that once they were chosen, once they were something, they would celebrate their ascension into becoming holy warriors by giving themselves proper names.

'Clouds' couldn't wait, already feeling his excitement shoot through the roof at the thought of it.

"...Ah, look at you. Your head stuck in the clouds again. That's exactly why you've got that silly nickname in the first place, 'Clouds'." the young girl beside him teased, nudging him slightly.

The young boy turned to his companion, his excitement practically blinding to anyone that had eyeballs. "Hey, do you think we're finally gonna accomplish it today? Do you think that we'll finally become God's chosen, 'Choco'?"